A select group of select kinky people.
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Even more thankfully, Sara, knelt between his knees on the floor under his desk, her mouth eagerly full of his engorged member, had better nerves.
But he still remained quiet. Patiently waiting, as always.
I'd just expected it would happen before I turned thirty. But unless it happens in the next fifteen days.
His fingers there flexed around my wrists.
Maybe I could clean up a bit and look presentable despite not wanting to celebrate anything at all today. I managed to slip out of my room and into the bath without making a sound.
I was there for you, if only as a shoulder to lean on. I'd had no intention of.
